One day later, Fan Tianlei looked tired. After a whole day of searching, neither He Chenguang nor Zhao Han could find any trace.
Fan Tianlei yelled angrily: "What are you doing? Two big living people just disappeared under our noses? How many are there? There were many people in the past who were fully armed. How many people are on the opposite side? Two people."
Miao Lang replied: "No. 5, we searched all the places we should search, but the two people disappeared like air. Could they have left the base camp?"
Fan Tianlei shook his head: "It is impossible to disappear. They must still be in the base camp. In order to complete the mission, they managed to sneak into the base camp. How could they leave? They must be hiding somewhere looking for a chance to kill with one blow."
"Always pay attention to Zhao Han. He is a master-level shooter. His other abilities are unknown, but you should have seen that he has strength that is not weaker than any special forces. He can carry out such anti-lurking and escape.
Through our eyes, we can imagine his strength. What I am most worried about is that he may behead any of us here at any time."
"The chief will make the most rigorous arrangements."
Miao Lang nodded: "We know this. Our special operations team was guarding the head of the team 24 hours a day. Not even a single person, not even a mosquito, could get close to him."
Fan Tianlei looked at the sky, which was very gray: "The weather is not good, it may rain, or it will rain heavily!"
"Yeah, I'm a little worried. The child is still injured!" Miao Lang's eyes were full of worry. Now he didn't care about the mysterious Zhao Han, but was worried about He Chenguang's physical condition.
Not long after, the heavy rain fell heavily.
Fan Tianlei looked at the rainstorm that was getting heavier and heavier, and ordered: "Find it for me!"
In the huge chimney of the base camp, so high up that no one could spot it, a very embarrassed figure was lying on it holding a sniper rifle.
When the heavy rain fell from the sky, he seemed not to notice it at all. Instead, he stared at the location of the base camp. He knew that all the hopes of the Iron Fist Group were on him. As long as he succeeded in beheading, the Iron Fist Group would win.
The glory of the Iron Fist and the glory of the sniper all belong to him.
Suddenly he found that he couldn't feel the rain falling on his body, but the rainstorm was still falling continuously in his sight, which meant that the rainstorm did not stop, but he was exposed, and someone was covering him from the rain.
However, he did not raise his head. He knew that the person behind him could quietly appear behind him and kill him with just a raise of his hand. However, he did not understand how he was found in such a hidden position.
He Chenguang was a little unwilling. After spending so much effort, he finally got to this point. Did he still fail?
"Do you think you can succeed?" Just when He Chenguang thought he had failed, a plain voice rang.
He Chenguang's body trembled. This cold and plain voice was so familiar to him. He had heard it several times in the training camp. Although there were not a few exchanges, it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
He Chenguang turned around, and under a black umbrella was a familiar face, an opponent he had always targeted in the training camp. Although he finally entered the fourth company of sharpshooters, he never felt that he could defeat it.
This person passed.
This person is like an insurmountable mountain to him.
Although he was a little surprised, He Chenguang also understood that if he could get here, it would be no problem for Zhao Han to be stronger than him. He had been guessing whether Wang Yanbing and Zhao Han had been caught.
He now knew that besides him, Zhao Han had also escaped the roundup.
Looking at his embarrassed appearance, there were no traces of battle on Zhao Han's body. This was the gap. He Chenguang said to Zhao Han with a complex expression: "You are much stronger than we expected."
He and Wang Yanbing originally thought that they had been working hard these past few months and Zhao Han seemed to be doing nothing, and that they could already confront Zhao Han head-on. But now it seems that they took it for granted and underestimated Zhao Han's strength too much.
Zhao Han looked at He Chenguang and put all his umbrellas on He Chenguang to prevent the rain from falling on him. In the end, all the rain fell on him, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He asked He Chenguang:
"Your physical condition is very poor. You are sick and need treatment."
He Chenguang's breath is a little weak now, Zhao Han reminded.
He Chenguang didn't care about this at all: "I caught a cold and had a slight fever when I was crossing the bathing quagmire! But it's not important, I have to complete the beheading mission."
"But have you ever thought about it. This is the base camp of the Blue Army. Not only is it being guarded by a large army at all times, there is also a team of special forces guarding the place where beheadings are needed. Do you think you can find a chance under such circumstances? And
With your current physical condition and in such weather, can you wait until the moment you find an opportunity?"
"I have no choice. I have always dreamed of becoming an excellent sniper. As a sniper, the first thing is to have enough endurance. In order to kill the enemy, you must remain motionless in any harsh environment until the sniper is completed."
enemy."
"Don't worry, I won't fall until I complete the mission!" He Chenguang embodies the persistence and approach of a soldier and a sniper.
Compared with He Chenguang and Zhao Han, he is really not a real soldier. He will consider his own gains and losses. He Chenguang is a pure soldier.
Zhao Han nodded: "You will be an excellent sniper!"
"What about you?" He Chenguang asked Zhao Han. He was really too curious about Zhao Han's strength, Zhao Han's shooting, how Zhao Han arrived at the Blue Army's base camp, and why Zhao Han couldn't be found among thousands of people.
He was discovered when he arrived, and at that time, Zhao Han actually knew that he would be replaced by the Fourth Sharpshooter Company.
Everything is full of confusion.
"I don't have goals like you. Let me get out of here first!"
He Chenguang knew that Zhao Han didn't want to talk, so he didn't continue to ask and changed the topic: "You should be able to complete this mission!"
Zhao Han seems to be able to walk around the Blue Army base camp at will, and his success rate is much higher than him.
Zhao Han asked back: "Do you think I can kill more than a thousand people below, including a team of powerful special forces, or do you think I, a person with a shooting score of 10, can kill people as well as your snipers from a thousand meters away?"
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He Chenguang didn't believe Zhao Han's words. As long as any smart person knew that that very precise shooting, even with luck, it would be impossible for one bullet to hit the target, and all the other bullets would miss the target. Not to mention a powerful person like Zhao Han.
Even a novice can't do this.
Master, Zhao Han is a sniper master who is better than them all, but he doesn't understand why Zhao Han does this.
The two of them were not talking. He Chenguang continued to look into the distance with his sniper rifle, while Zhao Han and He Chenguang held on to the rain and bathed in the heavy rain, waiting for the rain to stop.